Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

Chapter 943 A Glorious Era, Summoning the Mystic Tortoise Once More!



Chapter 943 A Glorious Era, Summoning the Mystic Tortoise Once More!

The deathly silence between heaven and earth continues.

That magnificent, creation-like spectacle continues.

The people kneeling on the ground were completely numb.

Their thinking is no longer keeping up with what is happening before their eyes.

All I could do was instinctively, blankly, look up at that drunken figure, watching him pluck the strings of fate of the entire world in an almost artistic way.

Under Gu Changqing's seemingly casual but actually profoundly reasonable hand seal, the chaotic threads of cause and effect were being reorganized at a visible speed, becoming orderly and systematic.

Good deeds bring good rewards, and evil deeds bring evil consequences.

Life and death are a cycle, and everyone returns to their proper place.

All phenomena are empty, but cause and effect are not!

At this moment, such a realization inexplicably arose in the minds of all beings.

This is precisely the importance of the law of cause and effect to a particular place; it goes without saying.

Even though we can't see or touch it in daily life, it is indispensable.

The fate of all living things has been put back on the right track.

The fear and dread that had gripped everyone earlier was strangely subsiding.

This is not the real end.

As cause and effect are reshaped, this desolate and primordial world begins to repair itself with an incredible power.

Rumble!

At one moment, a series of deep, muffled celestial sounds emanated, deafening and indescribable.

All beings clearly sensed that the earth's spiritual veins, which had been torn apart by the storm, were now once again radiating divine light.

Then, they spread rapidly deep into the earth, nourishing all things.

The spiritual energy that had filled the world, which had become violent and chaotic due to the storm, was quickly restored to its gentle and pure state under the soothing power of this force.

Even... purer than before!

The cultivators who were lucky enough to survive instinctively took a deep breath and were immediately jolted awake!

"Heavens! This spiritual energy... not only can we absorb it, but it's several times more concentrated than before the Great Tribulation!"

"My bottleneck... the bottleneck that has been stuck for tens of thousands of years has actually loosened!"

"A miracle! This is a true miracle!"

The ecstasy of surviving the ordeal transformed into a thunderous roar of amazement that echoed across the land.

Countless beings, with tears in their eyes, repeatedly kowtowed to that figure.

This is no longer a simple fix.

This is a complete transformation!

It is to build a glorious era, even more magnificent than the past, upon the ruins of destruction!

Even the saints who were engaged in fierce battle were affected.

The Tongtian Sect Leader forced Yuanshi Tianzun back with a single sword strike, and feeling the gentle yet powerful spiritual energy, he laughed heartily.

"Hahaha! Excellent! What a brilliant plan to recreate the universe!"

Houtu and Nuwa were also deeply moved. They could clearly sense that the origin of the primordial world was recovering at an unprecedented speed, and even... becoming more powerful!

In contrast, Hongjun, Laozi, and Yuanshi looked ashen-faced.

They could feel that the Heavenly Dao was cheering and rejoicing!

That is the joy of breaking free from constraints and being reborn!

The Way of Heaven is actively and frantically abandoning them!

Hongjun, in particular, has had one or two tenths of his connection with the Heavenly Dao severed!

Do not!

More accurately, it wasn't that Heaven was abandoning them.

Rather, through this incident, people witnessed the ruthlessness and cruelty of the Way of Heaven and stopped worshipping it.

Undoubtedly, this has led to a continuous weakening of the status of the Heavenly Way.

Even Hongjun can only use about 70-80% of his previous power now.

The defeat is set.

No, they don't even have the right to lose.

From the very beginning, they were merely... background figures in this miracle of creation.

How sad!

How ridiculous!

However, just when everyone thought this miracle was about to come to a perfect end.

The drunken swordsman, who had been calmly and slowly casting hand seals with his eyes closed, suddenly paused.

He slowly opened his hazy, drunken eyes and glanced at the vast sky, which was rapidly healing but still bore traces of chaotic cracks.

Then, he picked up the gourd and took another big gulp.

Then, in the dead silence, with a hint of drunkenness and a touch of languor, he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.

"Where is the Black Tortoise?!"

The sound was not loud, yet it clearly penetrated into the depths of the soul of every living being.

This statement came out.

All the myriad beings of the primordial world were stunned.

Black Tortoise?

What kind of Xuan Turtle?

Countless new-generation cultivators looked at each other, completely bewildered.

This name was completely foreign to them.

However, those ancient monsters who had survived from ancient times to the primordial era trembled violently the moment they heard those two words, as if they had heard some great taboo!

On the ruins of Kunlun, the old, white-haired, powerful figure, who had just recovered from the shock of the manifestation of cause and effect, once again widened his cloudy old eyes.

His body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

"Mysterious...mysterious tortoise?"

"Could it be...could it be the legendary being who, after the Lich Wars, supported the heavens and the earth with four legs..."

Before he could finish speaking, an invisible fear choked him.

Because he remembered.

During the great war between the Lich King and the Demon King, Mount Buzhou collapsed, and the sky and earth caved in.

It was the goddess Nuwa who mended the sky with stones, and it was this senior swordsman who found a chaotic black tortoise from who knows where, and ordered it to support the sky and the earth, transforming it into the four pillars of the sky, supporting the crumbling prehistoric world!

It can be said that the black tortoise has long since merged its body with this world!

Over countless ages, all living beings have become accustomed to its existence, even regarding it as part of the rules of heaven and earth, and have completely forgotten it.

But now...

Senior Sword Immortal, why do you call its name again?

Is it...

A conjecture that sent chills down the spines of all the innate deities surfaced in their minds!

Before they could continue to ponder, [they were not allowed to do so].

They didn't even wait for those bewildered younger cultivators to figure out the key points.

suddenly!

High above, in the depths of the endless chaotic void, a deep, resonant voice echoed, as if traversing the endless torrent of time and space.

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured."

"This residual chaotic energy..."

"Leave it to me!"

Boom!!!

This sound was like the pulse of heaven and earth, and every syllable contained the supreme power to suppress all ages!

Followed by.

A scene that terrified all living beings and froze their very souls has unfolded!

Above the endless, high sky, the clouds parted, and chaos surged.

One...

The head of a colossal Xuanxuan Turtle, whose size cannot be described in words, slowly... slowly emerged from the chaotic rift!

Not only that.

Under the horrified and incredulous gaze of all beings.

The enormous phantom of the Xuan Turtle slowly opened its mouth the next moment.

In an instant, the heartbeats of all beings faltered once again.

This scene was almost as if the Xuan Turtle was about to swallow the entire world whole.


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